Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Maldives and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Shoche to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kurtis Blow,
Morten Harket,
Boredoms,
Todd Rundgren,
Derrick May,
Zero Boys,
U.S. Maple,
Kaleidoscope,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Monolake,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Q and Not U,
Matthew Bourne,
Bizarre Inc.,
Accadde A,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Pretty Things,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Misunderstood,
Lou Reed,
Nas,
The Monochrome Set,
Chris Corsano,
Danielle Patucci,
Jandek,
The Young Rascals,
The Zeros,
Mark Hollis,
The Seeds,
Traffic Nightmare,
Magma,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eric Copeland,
The Star Department,
In Retrospect,
The Fall,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lyres,
Vainqueur,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
FM Einheit,
Frankie Knuckles,
Brass Construction,
Buzzcocks,
Ohio Players,
Little Man,
Agitation Free,
Dennis Brown,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
New Age Steppers,
The Techniques,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
China Crisis,
Inner City,
Bronski Beat,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kerrie Biddell,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.